The Lyrics
Move Shaq, get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane
Move Shaq, get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane
Move Shaq, get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane
Move Shaq, get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane
(Tim Duncan)
Oh no! Fight's out! I'm bout to swat that ball out
Get the f*ck back, guard your man, there's something wrong, cause you can't slam
I've been working out and practicing, and I've been thinking of hackin' you
Upside your motherf*cking baldhead, and if you shoot free throws
(Aww, brick!) Your own team's dead
Causing confusion, the San Antone Spurs are not an illusion, we're working the floor
So bye-bye to all you purple-and-gold diggers, are you dunking on my ass? No, n*gga
I'm pulling down 20 rebounds, and if you lose in the playoffs, get the f*ck out of our town
I'm MVP, hardly ever crossed over, and we're about to run your ass the f*ck over
Move Shaq, get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane
Move Shaq, get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane (B*TCH!)
Move Shaq , (would ya) get out the lane, (would ya) get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane (B*TCH!)
Move Shaq, (would ya) get out the lane, (would ya) get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane
(Ben Wallace)
Here I come, there I go, uh oh, don't slam, Shaq, move!
You hear these fans, yo? You see this f*cking fro? Start the g*ddamn game, I'm running through
Hit the paint, crash the boards, I f*ck the shots up, that's what I do
Young and successful, shotblocker, they got my squad playin' D, true, true
Wait a minute, shorty, oh ah, what's up? Call a foul, ref? What are you doing?
Besides minding my f*cking business, trying to get my ring and the Finals trophy soon
Give me the block and take that shot back! Who broke that f*cking backboard with a dunk, b*tch? Tell me that
No I ain't bitter, I don't give a f*ck, but I'm gonna tell you like this, Shaq, you better not run up the scoreboard
Move Shaq, get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane
Move Shaq, get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane
Move Shaq, (Yao!) get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane (Will ya)
Move Shaq, get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane
(Yao Ming)
Too bad I'm the biggest man to clog the lane up, try to jam on me, and I'll just swat that sh*t up
Remember when Hakeem gave you nightmares in the Finals? Well here I am, on the same team as my idol
I'm patrolling the lane all 7 feet 6, beat the sh*t out of your big men like Riley's Knicks
Got Francis and Mobley, f*ck Payton and Kobe, and I'll bring you pain like a Chinese dragon, f*ck the Lakers
The Rockets already beat you once, four-game sweep in '95 turned Orlando to mice
We're from Houston trying to disrespect Shaq O'Neal and watch the ball go flying to the nosebleed seats, f*ck the Big Man
That's how far my rejections will go, higher than Stevie Francis' vertical
So move Shaq, get out the lane, punk, all you f*ggot-ass Lakers make way for Houston Rockets, y'all
Move Shaq, get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane
Move Shaq, get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane
Move Shaq, get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane
Move Shaq, get out the lane, get out the lane, Shaq, get out the lane